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78–The only home I’d known.
Somehow, when my father died, I also lost our past.
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Joey Rubin
May 2023
77–A man both living and dying.
His tumor is a root system pared back. His mood blows in the breeze, swinging back and forth.
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Joey Rubin
76–A last Thanksgiving at home.
Driving in, I had the thought: "how many more Thanksgivings will we spend like this, a family together in our family home?"
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Joey Rubin
February 2023
January 2023
73–From a futon in France.
But it also eats away at a more core belief around who I am, and how this project negates or reaffirms my identity: if I truly were a writer, then I…
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72–A preface, in the middle of things.
What matters is, I tucked them away; aware of their power but not of what they were. Honored, confused, horrified, excited.
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Joey Rubin
71–This project, recalibrated.
#71. And in writing about this grief – grief for him, and grief for myself as an artist – I renovated my relationship to art.
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Joey Rubin
September 2022
July 2022
The Joy Menu #69: Unknowability
“It is forgetfulness that is the fundamental problem, not memory.” — Patrick Modiano
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Joey Rubin
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June 2022
May 2022
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